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Lathel saw their expressions and shivered. He didn't think that their 'will to fight' was this persistent.
Even though he rejected him, even though he showed that he was a 'f*ck boy', these women still wouldn't let him go.
However, he felt a little bit better seeing them leave.
Akna was now staring at him, making him a little worried, so he asked: "Akna, you... what do you want to do?"
She just bowed her head and said, "Young master, if you feel uncomfortable, please use me."
"I…"
"I know what you're going to say." Akna interrupted Lathel's words: "Don't worry, if... if I use my mouth, it won't count as you losing your 'first time', right?"
